The Ummah: The outbreak
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  • Time 59m
Ongoing, First published Oct 15, 2015
And then, all of a sudden, I could see a dim light beneath my eyelids. I didn't pay much attention to it, until I heard something that sounded like an explosion somewhere in the far distance.
She pulled away quickly. "What was that, Muhammad?" She had a look of panic in her eyes, which only worsened when we heard screams in the distance, followed by sirens.
"What's going on...?" I said, more so to myself.
She got off of me and I jumped to my feet. "C'mon"
Husniah took my hand and we began to walk toward the noises. 
That decision was one that would change the both of our lives forever. For the better, but before that, for the worse...
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Disclaimer: This book isn't going to sugar coat anything, whether it be how our ummah, our muslim community, behaves in modern times (as you will see right in chapter one), nor how other people are, or the truths about anything-- whether it be societal/government truths, or Islamic truths that muslims seem to be forgetting and/or are refusing to take heed to in this day in time. Viewer discretion is advised :) Enjoy xoxo
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